What are you gonna do now
That your time is running out?
And the clock is ticking loud as it
Counts down to the last call tonight.
What a waste of time
To look over any rhyme
That was written with intention
To provoke a ringing in your ear
Dance along with me
As we drift across the sea
Of rhythms that so swiftly cause our hips
To sway and twist and wind.
Any excuse will do
Just as long as you and I
Get to groove along the dancefloor
So close that you can even hear
My heart beat
It bumps for you
Like the beat of the last song
They play tonight
I keep writing songs that sound the same,
It's only 'cause you're running circles in my brain,
But you know that I don't mind,
I hope you know that I don't mind
Monday, February 14, 2011
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